childrens poetry

Nostalgia-inducing poetry inspired by our earliest favorites; from Dr. Seuss to Mother Goose, children’s poetry is all grown up.

"Lost Cat"
Lost Cat. Please call if seen! He only has one eye and it is green. The whiskers on the right curl up, He lost some teeth, and makes a smirky mug
By Salomé Saffiriabout 18 hours ago in Poets
You Just Need My Voice
For thirty-eight years he lay by the pool, Surrounded by water that never quite moved. Healing rippled, but never for him—
By Hannah Lamberta day ago in Poets
I Hate AI, It Just Never Seems To Co-operate - Why Does It Make Sense, Why?
Why do you think you know all the information!? Don't you see I'm trying to change the world! Don't you see that I want people to know things, scary things!?
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"2 days ago in Poets
Many People Keep Asking The Same Questions: Who Are You??
I've started to understand this whole thing in life! I can't fight it alone, and certainly counselling sessions cannot help.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"3 days ago in Poets
What the Light Took
I was intact before you. *** Not whole. Just unbroken. *** The dark knew me. It kept its distance. *** Then you arrived
By Aarsh Malik3 days ago in Poets
Holding Warm
Night pressed full of cold Curled close under one blanket Your breath lulls me in
By T. E. Door4 days ago in Poets
I Am A Man, I Am A Woman - I Learn Different - I Do........ I Learn Different - I Am A Man, I Am A Woman - I Learn Different - I Do
Do you take "Mary" to be your wife - NO, she wasn't a VIRGIN, biblically she cannot be pregnant! Do you take John, to be your husband - NO, he wasn't covered in water, he never understood what he needed.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"5 days ago in Poets
Empty Pocket
My pocket hangs with open air, No weight of coins, no riches there. It knows the shape of want and need, A quiet place where thoughts take seed.
By shaoor afridi5 days ago in Poets
In Green, There Is Blue
In hills, there is sand In rivers, there are tides . In thought, there's prayer In heart, there's hope In blood, there are roads
By Justin Keeling6 days ago in Poets
Evidence Everywhere
There was a season I prayed in pieces, faith held thin and often borrowed, hope stitched with grace, asking God to meet me quietly
By Hannah Lambert6 days ago in Poets
Buy & Sell - I Once "Stole" Some Snacks, Give Me A Break - GameBoys, Were Just Being Invented - I Was Poor, I AM Poor!
My fingers were bruised! The thumb etched into the corners of a mysterious nightmare, but I'm a stickler for prints. I'm a dynamo waiting to unfold as I swipe my tips across the miracle God bestowed on my delicate palms.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"6 days ago in Poets
(Fingers Crossed)******** Burdens Of EVERY "SINGLE" Person Who Seems A Bit Weird, And Awkward To Every Person On The Outside - Trust, They Think The Same Things, They "DO"::::
How many children do you have, and why? ******* We can't ask these questions during a JOB interview - it's weird, and they will SUE us for some unlikely cause of discrimination!!!
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"6 days ago in Poets